holding it together

ANNA MUKAMAL

I’m in a crowd, walking, minding my P’s and Q’s, wrapped in cellophane, see- through, wincing at anything remotely sharp, pointed fingers and the like, cause I'm in tight, you have no idea how it feels that everyone can see right through me, and I’m so damned anxious that it’ll tear down the middle and I’ll fall apart, scattered limbs and I-told-you-so’s, but you know, I’ve seen worse, and you just can’t be too careful with ClingWrap skin